Chapter 511: Your Commander Won't Come Back

The pen comes, the pen falls.

It didn't show its fangs for the first time like music, pointing to the storm, and the music became a crying ghost.

But it is like the summer wind, blowing through the hills, through the woods, through the meadows, across the lake, and through everything in the world.

A beautiful young man who loves to read has appeared in front of everyone.

"Like a dream, I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons. ”

The one who runs in the field can get happiness, and when he rides a bamboo raft in the lotus pond, he is as happy as a teenager who is a few years old.

There is a pavilion!

Seeing this poem, Ren Xiaoli's face changed slightly.

No digression.

What about summer?

She skimmed through the whole poem at a glance.

Didn't see summer!

Off topic!

Ren Xiaoli showed a hint of smugness in her eyes.

She doesn't care about the content of the poem first, she just wants to see if there is any digression.

But soon, her face changed again.

In the poem, there is summer!

Although there is no mention of summer, summer is hidden between the lines.

In which season does the "lotus flower" bloom?

Summer, of course.

What a sinister King of Binh Duong!

I almost fell for it!

Ren Xiaoli had palpitations, she almost blurted out just now, asking where Wang Zi'an had gone in the summer.

Let's look at the content of the poem.

Ren Xiaoli secretly wiped her sweat and began to carefully taste the content of the poem.

At this glance, the beads of sweat on her forehead became denser and denser.

This is a poem reminiscing about the past, with a few words, which seems to come out randomly, but it is like gold, and the sentences contain deep meaning.

This little poem is full of the rhythm of youth and the joy of life, and the words are concise and representative.

It only selects a few fragments such as the sunset of the Xiting Pavilion, the feast and drink, the return to the boat, and the strayed into the lotus flower, etc., and the image outlines a picture of a girl enjoying the tour, and the final picture disappears in the vast twilight with a shoal of gulls and herons, which is exhaustive and inexhaustible, and is particularly intriguing.

Well?

Why do I think it's a girl's tour map?

Ren Xiaoli felt like she had gone mad.

It's obviously a beautiful young man to enjoy the tour.

That "drunkenness" does not necessarily mean feasting and drinking.

People like King Pingyang should be very traditional and serious when they were teenagers, and they don't drink alcohol.

The boy in the words is just having fun, obsessed with children's fun, greedy for children's fun, he seems to resonate with heaven and earth, and is very close to nature.

Only such a person can cross time and space at will, bring people back to the past, and bring them to a world that does not exist in reality.

That world, perhaps, existed when the author was a teenager.

But now, it exists only in the author's mind.

Even he can't go back now.

Watching "Like a Dream Order, Chang Ji Xiting Sunset" again, Ren Xiaoli was even more frightened, it is still a wonderful hymn to nature.

Through this author's unforgettable description of a trip to the Creek Pavilion, it shows the lyricist's outstanding style, chic and elegant demeanor, and cheerful and unrestrained character.

It uses the artistic technique of white drawing to depict an artistic realm with plain beauty, elegant and delicate, moving in stillness, and simple and light language gives people a strong feeling of beauty.

Beautiful boy!

After the students finished tasting "Like a Dream Order: Chang Ji Xiting Sunset", the first thing that came to mind was this.

Because of the current middle school students, there are few who don't chase "Eight Sentient Beings".

And chasing "Eight Sentient Beings", no one doesn't know the beautiful young Murong Fu.

Murong Fu in the play did not write poems, but the image of a beautiful young man has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Now, with "Like a Dream Order, Chang Ji Xi Pavilion Sunset", this image seems to be complete.

Three or three base camps.

There are places on the Internet where Sansan powder or Murong compound powder is made.

Especially Murong Fu's fans, when they saw "Like a Dream Order, Chang Ji Xiting Sunset", some girls were so excited that they burst into tears.

At this moment, no matter which boy did everything he could to make them laugh, he lost to a man who made them cry.

"I thought my cousin could only live in "Eight Beings", living in the virtual world, but I didn't expect him to exist. ”

"I saw my cousin in reality, a beautiful young man, in the pavilion, on the bamboo raft, in the lotus pond. ”

"I want to marry King Pingyang and marry my cousin in reality, because he is the same person as his cousin Murong Fu. ”

"My cousin has a lovely girly heart, as cute as me, so he is a beautiful boy, I don't want to wait until I grow up, I want to marry my cousin now. ”

"No one should rob my cousin with my mother, my cousin is mine, I am ready at any time, just wait for my cousin's words. ”

"It's over, my cousin walked down from the screen, it's a disaster, and a million young ladies are going down to Lingnan. ”

"Well, my cousin lives in Pingyang, Red City, not in Guangdong Province. ”

"How can there be such a boy or man in the world? If he can, he must be married. ”

"Let's keep a low profile, lest the Black Wind Army gather again and fight again, and we won't be able to bear it. ”

"What are you afraid of, my cousin has a lot of fans, and he killed the Black Wind Army. ”

"a dime, what's the matter with the robot?"

"Then go to the artists of Luanqi Entertainment, no matter who is the cousin, we will engage in the artists of Luanqi Entertainment. ”

"Like a Dream Order: Chang Ji Xiting Sunset" warmed the hearts of the girls, the charm was unstoppable, and the girls fell one by one.

This poem is one of the two most well-known "Dream Orders" in later generations among Li Qingzhao's many works.

Li Qingzhao, a genius female lyricist with the reputation of "the first talented woman in the ages", is indeed the most famous female lyricist in history.

How many people would have thought that such an amazing story of time through the ages was actually written by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl?

That's right, when this poem was written, Li Qingzhao was sixteen years old.

It was also at this age that she became famous in Beijing.

She is a real lady and was born in a scholarly family.

His father, Li Gefei, was born as a jinshi, studied under Su Shi, and was an official to mention the prison and the Ministry of Rites.

The mother is the granddaughter of the champion Wang Gongchen.

With such a family atmosphere and such excellent genes, Li Qingzhao was born extraordinary.

Hiraka Ryuzakura and Aragaki Yui looked at "Like a Dream Order: Changji Creek Pavilion Sunset" in a daze.

Pingyang, the hometown of Sansan, does have a lotus pond, or three, two large and one small, connected.

They also accompanied Sansan to stand on the edge of the lotus pond and looked at the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the pond.

I also watched Sansan take off his clothes, go into the water, stand on it along the dragonfly, and the sharp corners of the little lotus are revealed, and the person sinks after stepping on it a few times.

Not long after, a snow-white, mud-stained, section after section of lotus root surfaced and lay in Sansan's hands.

Sansan said that when he was a child, the water surface of the lotus pond could submerge him.

Now, I can't drown.

It's not that the water is falling, it's that he grows.

He also said-

I went to pack up my old stuff, and there was a pile of toy soldiers lining up.

I asked, "What are you doing?"

The soldier replied, "We are waiting for the commander to return." ”

I was stunned, hesitated, and said, "Your commander won't come back." ”

"Is the commander dead?" the soldiers asked.

"No, he just grew up. ”